Xuan Qing

Although his words were not pleasant to hear, Xuanqing True Person's gaze at Yu Chen remained exceptionally calm.

"You should still be within Kunlun Mountain, shouldn't you? Haven't you felt anything unusual?"

Yu Chen found this somewhat strange. "Which aspect are you referring to, Fellow Daoist?"

Xuan Qing looked at Yu Chen and smiled. "I cannot be bothered to care whether you truly know or are merely pretending not to. But you had best seize the time. The purity of Kunlun Mountain's primordial qi will forever stand one step above your dao qi. I am quite curious—after you emerge from Kunlun Mountain, how many levels of heaven will you be able to enter?"

As he spoke, Xuanqing True Person's dao qi manifested around him, transforming into a layer of clear heaven. All manner of profound and ineffable conceptions emerged within it. Vaguely, a ninth-grade azure lotus could be seen blooming, with a deity seated within, resembling the Primordial Heavenly Venerable Yu Chen had once seen in Kunlun Mountain.

Boundless auspicious qi gathered all around, forming golden clouds that encircled it. Golden flowers and jade lamps hung above, their bean-sized flames swaying as specks of fire fell in an endless stream like raindrops beneath the eaves.

The Heavenly Venerable held a single grain of millet in his hand, while Song of the Azure Heavens echoed around him. Forty-eight-colored rays of dawn revolved upon that grain of millet as the qi of merit, blessed virtue, sacred virtue, hidden virtue, and moral virtue gathered toward it. It seemed like a single point, yet it contained ten thousand things. Layer upon layer, it held immeasurable voids, with endless dao principles and laws intertwined within, exuding the aura of the primal, the origin, the essence, Primordial Unity, and more.

Yet beneath that boundless immortal dao